Go crazy!You call me the ultimate?

The content of the note was shocking, and everyone fell into shock and confusion.

"Mr. Ji, is there really an immortal in the world?"

Ji Changsheng thought for a while, put away his notes, and shook his head.

"I don't know. Only by finding Dixian Village can we know the truth."

Wang Kaixuan looked around and asked puzzledly.

"Old Hu, didn't you say that the entrance to the underground palace is here, but there is nothing but this coffin?"

Hu Bayi was also deeply puzzled by this.

"According to the dragon talisman, this is indeed the entrance to the underground palace, why not?"

Just when everyone was puzzled, the old ape stretched out his hand and pointed into the coffin, screaming and screaming, as if to remind people that there was something in the coffin.

But there was nothing in the coffin except the clothes left by Feng Xuewen.

Wang Kaixuan quickly looked at Lin Shuangyue.

"Sister Lin, what is it talking about?"

Lin Shuangyue walked to the coffin and replied.

"It says the master left something down there."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and gently lifted the coffin, turning it upside down.

I saw a stone box under the coffin, three feet square, with a line of words engraved on it.

"A wonderful path to the sky, there is a way to view the mountains."

The handwriting is blurred, and it looks a bit old. It should have been engraved by Guanshan Taibao hundreds of years ago.

Wang Kaixuan's sharp eyes saw a piece of paper pressed under the stone box at a glance, and he immediately pulled out the note.

But I saw that it was a cigarette wrapping paper with a few lines written on it.

"This is left by the Earth Immortal to future generations. It is the key to enter the Earth Immortal Village. I have already become an immortal. I don't need this thing anymore. Let it be left to others." The signature is Feng Xuewen.

Professor Sun looked at it, surprised and delighted.

"It's Master Feng's handwriting!"

Feng Xuewen is an old man with crooked handwriting and plain language, which fits his personality very well.

Wang Kaixuan let out a snort and laughed out loud.

"The cultural level of these few sentences is about the same as that of elementary school students. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it was written by a god."

According to legend, the gods are full of spirits, detached from things, and these few vulgar words really do not fit the elegant image of the gods, and they seem very resonant.

Hu Bayi laughed.

"Whether he really became a fairy is still unknown, but there are finally important clues."

After all, everyone turned their eyes to the stone box.

The stone box is natural, without a single gap, it seems to be a whole.

There is a landscape painting engraved on the surface of the stone box. In the painting, there is a high mountain and a stream at the foot of the mountain, but there are no figures.

Wang Kaixuan couldn't see any tricks in the painting, so he impatiently stepped forward to try it out, and couldn't help frowning.

"This thing weighs at least four to five hundred catties. Is this really a key? How big is the door of the underground palace?"

Yaomei couldn't help laughing when she saw it.

"Brother Fat, this thing is not a key, it's an exquisite treasure box, and the key is hidden inside the box."

Wang Kaixuan blushed, waved his hands and smiled.

"Brother, I am uneducated and made a fool of myself."

"Sister, since you know what this is, you should be able to open it, right?"

Yaomei nodded.

"You can try."

The Linglong Treasure Box and the Eight Treasures Linglong Box are the same thing. There are exquisite and complicated mechanisms inside. If you force it open with external force, the mechanism will be triggered and the contents inside will be destroyed.

Yaomei is the descendant of Honeycomb Mountain. She is proficient in various mechanisms and traps, and also knows how to make exquisite treasure boxes.

She stepped forward to observe it carefully, then took out some items from the treasure bag at her waist, squatted in front of the stone box, and carefully fiddled with them.

As the so-called layman watches the fun, the expert watches the doorway.

The others all looked curious about the baby, and couldn't see the way at all. Only Lin Shuangyue nodded repeatedly, showing approval.

After a while, under Yaomei's magical hand, the stone box opened in response.

Everyone hurriedly looked inside, only to see that there was no key in the stone box, only a brush and a box of ink.

Hu Bayi picked it up and saw that it was exactly the same as an ordinary writing brush. The barrel of the brush was made of bamboo, and the inside was hollow without any mechanism. The tip of the brush was made of animal hair, and there was nothing special about it.

The box of ink smelled like rosin, which was very common in ancient times.

Wang Kaixuan scratched his head and asked puzzledly.

"Commander Hu, if I'm not mistaken, this thing is a writing brush, right? What about the key?"

Hu Bayi was also a little puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, shaking his head.

"I don't know, is this another mechanism? Yaomei, take a look."

After Yaomei looked at it, she shook her head.

"This is a very ordinary writing brush, and there is no hidden mechanism."

"However... there are two lines of writing on it."

Everyone took a closer look, but they saw two lines of tiny characters engraved on the barrel of the pen.

"Looking at the mountain with a magic brush, drawing the ground as a door."

Wang Kaixuan blinked and said.

"Old Hu, do you remember that there was a very old cartoon called Magic Brush Ma Liang?"

Hu Bayi was taken aback for a moment, just about to say that you still feel nostalgic at this time, but then his eyes lit up.

"Of course I remember, could it be... this is the legendary magic brush!!"

Shirley Yang grew up in the United States and had never watched this cartoon, so she quickly asked what was going on.

Magic Brush Ma Liang is an old cartoon from the 60s. The content is about a poor child named Ma Liang who has a very high talent for painting, but because his family is too poor to afford paper and pens, he can only paint with branches.

One night, a fairy old man gave Ma Liang a magic brush, and everything drawn with this brush would become real!

Later, when the emperor learned about this, he arrested Ma Liang and asked him to draw a golden mountain.

However, Ma Liang painted Jinshan on the turbulent sea, and drew a big boat. The emperor took his officials to go to Jinshan by boat.

From then on, Ma Liang used this magical pen to benefit the people, and the poor lived a happy life.

Back then, he and Wang Kaixuan had a serious discussion after watching the cartoon. If they had this magical brush, they would draw a room full of ice cream, and they would never be able to eat it all in their lifetime!

Wang Kaixuan licked his lips, and his eyes shone brightly.

"Old Hu, do you think this is the magical brush left by Ma Liang?"

Hu Bayi shook his head without thinking.

"It's something to coax children, how can you believe it, I guess there is another mystery."

Shirley Yang reminded.

"Have you forgotten, the ghost mother of the Demon Kingdom has the power of transfiguration, which can materialize illusory things. Maybe this magic brush has the same function!"

As soon as these words came out, except for Yaomei and Professor Sun who looked stunned, everyone else was stunned.

Ghost Mother's transfiguration, Ji Changsheng's mind duplication, these almost miraculous superpowers exist, what else is impossible? !

Could it be said that this magic pen of Guanshan is really the legendary magic brush of Ma Liang!